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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
EXTREME
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nuno Bettencourt
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob St John
Producer
Gary Cherone
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(You see the papers today?)
[Verse 2]
Well, I read the news today, oh boy
About a tragic comedy
Newspaper hinted suicide, the letterhead read "Dear Johnny"
"The tainted truth" was all it said
Sleep tight now that you've made your bed
An arrow that once pierced my heart
Points to the apple on your head
[Verse 3]
(Three sides to every story) To every story
(Yours, mine) And Monday morning's
[Verse 4]
"Cupid's dead," headlines read
Cupid's dead, oh, no, no
"Cupid's dead," headlines read
Cupid's dead, oh, no, no
[Verse 5]
(Get your papers here!)
(Extra, Cupid's dead!)
Oh, Romeo, oh, Romeo, where did our log go, Romeo?
If you read between the headlines
You wouldn't be the last to know
[Verse 6]
No mystery yet to unfold
A paperboy left in the cold
A love was said to never die
Withered away and just got old
[Verse 7]
(Three sides to every story) To every story
(Yours, mine) And Monday morning's
[Verse 8]
Cupid's dead, headlines read
Cupid's dead, oh, no, no
Cupid's dead, headlines read
Cupid's dead, oh, no, no (No, no)
[Verse 9]
Our top story tonight, is a crime of passion
The victim, an unidentified man
Was found in bed, wearing only a diaper
Holding a bow and arrow in one hand
And clutching a letter in the other
The letter simply read, "Cupid's dead"
[Verse 10]
Extra, extra, extra, read all about it (Extra)
[Verse 11]
Cupid's dead
Cupid is dead, deceased, I got a peace of mind
Still it's hard to forget what it leaves behind
A lot of love lost, your feelings are wasted
Tasted the sweetness, but now you're faced with
The thought of being alone, no more companionship
You can handle it, just abandon it
[Verse 12]
Leave it behind, and look for the brighter day
Give it some time, 'cause it won't come right away
You gotta be standing strong, hold on to your dignity
Don't sit around, saying, "Look what ya did to me"
It's time to move on, you gotta continue
To look for a love of a life that's within you
[Verse 13]
Cupid is dead now, it's time to rely on yourself to cope
(Cupid's dead) You got no shoulder to cry on, dead
Written by: Nuno Bettencourt, Gary Cherone